FLASH FICTION TUESDAY: Come Back To Me

Now on Tuesdays…at least for the foreseeable future…welcome to Flash Fiction Tuesday. In case you don’t know what flash fiction is, it is an extremely short story (sometimes created in 100 words or less) with a beginning, middle, and an ending.

But in my case, I write flash fiction with an open ending. I allow my readers to draw their own conclusion as to what happens. This week it’s the call of the sea and a lover lost…

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They warned her about returning but she wouldn’t listen. She couldn’t. Her mind

knew the waiting had been too long. They said he was probably lost with his ship

and yet her heart refused to give up. For days she had waited, there by the shore,

searching the horizon for some speck of hope to float across the waves and return

her love to her. But as weeks turned into months the silence began to engulf her.

That’s when the dreams began. At first just mist and moonlight and the hint of a

whispered voice calling out for her to come to him. A voice so soft and velvety as it

touched her, teasing her with a hunger to hold onto his arms once more until she

thought she would go mad with the longing. She could tell no one about those

dreams. They already thought her mad. But she knew he was waiting there for her

and so she found her way back to the lighthouse. Back to the place where all their

dreams began and ended. Back to the place where in her dreams he told her to meet

him.

As she made her way up the long winding stairs in the moonlight she could make

out a shadow, there in the doorway and she knew he had finally come back for her.

They had told her to abandon all hope but her heart simply couldn’t let go. She had

long since given up knowing what was real and what was fantasy. All she could

think of after all these years was that her love had returned…

***Well? What do you think? Is this mystery phantom a lover returned or fantasy come to life? Do you think this would make a good short story? Comment below and let me know!***

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Ruler by day, a reluctant pirate by night, 18-year-old Princess Ariana fights for her subjects in the waterfall city of Lunadar. In a kingdom surrounded by fairies and mermaids, and ravaged by deadly Drundles, only a chosen few are trusted to guard her daughter, Candra, as the secret heir to the throne.

But it only takes one ill-fated meeting for Ariana to suddenly be plunged into an escalating web of secrets found in her father’s journal, a deadly kidnapping, and an ever-weakening resolve to turn her back on the call of the merman’s song.

With Ariana’s world falling apart and the future of Lunadar at stake, how will she bring her father’s murderer to justice and fulfill a deathbed promise to protect Lunadar’s legacy?

International best selling, award winning author, Donna L Martin, has been writing since she was eight years old. She is a 4th Degree Black Belt in TaeKwonDo by day and a ‘ninja’ writer of children’s picture books, chapter books, young adult novels and inspirational essays by night. Donna is a BOOK NOOK REVIEWS host providing the latest book reviews on all genres of children’s books, and the host of WRITERLY WISDOM, a resource series for writers. Donna is a member of the Society of Children’s Book Writers & Illustrators and Children’s Book Insider. She is a lover of dark chocolate, going to the beach and adding to her growing book collection. Donna’s latest book, LUNADAR: Homeward Bound (a YA fantasy), ebook edition, is now available from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Books A Million, Goodreads, and other online retailers.

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2 thoughts on “FLASH FICTION TUESDAY: Come Back To Me”

Her true love smiled at her as she rushed into his arms.. She had so many questions to ask, but somehow couldn’t get the words to form. It didn’t really matter, she was in his arms once again. “And we shall never again be apart,” she cried. “No, darling, we will never be apart again.,” he told her. They are at the lighthouse still. And on stormy nights, some folks can see their silhouettes against the lamplight, still embracing.